some have the smooth
thimble cup
of a silver spoon feeding
them their first taste
of food,
while others
take it in on a plastic fork
or a wooden
stick,
a finger, maybe, stuck
in the thick
of it.
it doesn't matter. it's how
you
live,
treat others that counts
most.
not where you've come
from
or where you've been for in
the end.
there is no difference
as we too
return to where we began.
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